168 May 1, 2021April 29, 2021 ~ The Hermit Poet's Ramblings For a long time She had suffered much No longer heard the beautiful sounds Of the garden chimes Final days I sat in a chair Next to her hospital bed In the end “I no longer believe” Is what she said Share this: Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window) LinkedIn Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Click to share on Pocket (Opens in new window) Pocket Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Click to share on Telegram (Opens in new window) Telegram Click to share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window) WhatsApp Click to share on Nextdoor (Opens in new window) Nextdoor Click to share on Bluesky (Opens in new window) Bluesky Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Click to print (Opens in new window) Print Click to share on Threads (Opens in new window) Threads Click to share on Mastodon (Opens in new window) Mastodon Like Loading... Related
Well written! I just wish we all got a happy ending but I know it doesn’t work that way… be it real life or the poem life
The Hermit Poet's Ramblings 
Well written! I just wish we all got a happy ending but I know it doesn’t work that way… be it real life or the poem life